Like a rising wind and scudding clouds, day setting sun goes out. Life and death is handed in annulus, yan Laixue goes. Everythings on earth is growing in change, no matter how, no matter why content is understanding in his life, feel this world. Without one exception, knowledge hides amid.
风起云涌，日落日出。生死交轮，燕来雪去。万物在变更中生长着，不论如何，不论何物都在自己的生活中了解着、感受这世界。无一例外，学问藏在其中。
At every turn is linked together, thing other people is interlinked.
事事相连，物物相通。
month falls again, the sun rises again, summerly end time, sunshine is handed in again fold go up in the balcony, the iron column of the balcony is reflexing a ray, imprint went up the dot is golden, na Xiaomiao just is planted below, show slightly feeble, a leaf of bottle green growing up, bend slightly to land hang down, from yellow brown of soil, to root ministry snow-white, become green gradually, tender the skin that is like a baby, fresh and juicy, inviting. 9 clear water are aspersed below, an aged arm was extended come down, mobbish is arranging a stain, black li of fully yellow skin is apparent it is to go up the overworked be caused by of half a lifetime, the stroke of that veteran gentleness spends green part of a historical period. The balcony transmitted footstep a few times again, a madam with similar of old person age came in, pushing one box dress, the dress take, hang on baluster, leave a illumination to be on the leaf alone only, vibrant...
月儿又一次落下，太阳又一次升起，夏末时节，阳光又一次交叠在阳台上，阳台的铁栏反射着光芒，印上了点金黄，那小苗刚刚种下，略显单薄，深绿色的条叶向上生长着，向土地微微弯垂，从土壤的黄褐，到根部的雪白，渐渐变绿，嫩如婴儿的皮肤，水灵，诱人。一两滴清水洒下，一只年老的胳膊伸了下来，颗颗斑点无规律的排列着，黑里透黄的皮肤显然是上半生的劳累所致，那只老手轻柔的拂过葱叶。阳台又传来了几声脚步声，一个与老人年龄相仿的太太进来了，推着一箱衣服，把衣服一件件拿起，挂在栏杆上，唯独留下一缕光照在叶上，生机勃勃……
55 rotate, unripe be born not to cease.
五五轮换，生生不息。
Xia Quqiu comes, that shallot also is no longer at the moment that about, more emerald green, matured a lot of, a drip fell on the grey earth on flowerpot, weather is a little depressing, but the sun or some, day Gang Fangliang, the door of the balcony is pushed again, the case is pushed heavily was in on the ground, that pair of withered and yellow hands, taking dot a faint fragrance to swing below a few clear water. Then, the dress is hanged on baluster, static some dreariness in house, the seem below a hush had some of disharmonious thing. The room is taken between sunshine wherefrom garment inside, that old person sits on chair, look to thinking to the photograph inside the room.
夏去秋来，那小葱也不再是眼前那个模样了，更是翠绿，成熟了许多，花盆上的灰土上落了一滴水珠，天气有些沉闷，但太阳还是有的，天刚放亮，阳台的门又被推开，箱子沉重的推在了地上，那双枯黄的手，带着点幽香荡下几滴清水。接着，一件件衣服挂在栏杆上，屋里静的有些可怕，一片寂静下好似有了些不和谐的东西。阳光从那衣间照入房内，那老人坐在椅上，看向房内的照片思考着。
Go year after year, month in and month out passes. The shallot with that ordinary individual plant still is in strong, the life of that old person as before, depend on each other, mutual support, that old person gave it castiron drive, that shallot gave him opportunity of survival, hope.
年年去，月月过。那株平凡的小葱还在坚挺，那老人的生活依旧，相依为命，相互依靠，那老人给了它不屈的精神，那小葱给了他生机、希望。
Everybody lives in his life, sufferring worldly a variety of influences, in economize to avoid running short, knowledge is natural and unripe, mutual series connection, accumulate everywhere, move toward oneself distance.
每个人都活在自己的生活中，受着世间种种影响，细水长流中，学问自然而生，相互串联，处处积累，走向自己的远方。
Knowledge hides in the life.
学问藏在生活里。